Old Words Remind Me

Scanning through my computer's files is a jump start to my memory. I have written things that I vaguely remember. I just sat and spilled my thoughts and saved with a time stamp. For that I am thankful because it is a capsule of past emotions. Here is a poem I wrote. I will try to include other treasures I find as well. I never came up with a clever title.

And today I shall float away, empty

Carved out by your fingernails, your words, sharp.

I will scramble for purchase, swallow lead,

Tears; As I inhale, exhale, sob, smile, act.

I will tie a string around my words so

You can knot my pleas to your wrist, tugging

Me, bumping against the jagged ceiling.

And tomorrow I will sink, implode, cave-in,

 

Shackled by the weight of the concealed.

My heart of mercury, poisoned, pretty,

Useless, and used I will descend to the

Bottom of the ocean to the bottom

Of the matter. I will create the new

Current through my nostrils: Trying to breathe.